• I steped out my door as the chilly wind flowed across my face
    I look up in the sky and felt the tiny, cold, flakes melting on my cheeks
    As I ran in this icey wonderland I was free to do what I want
    NO worries, NO stress, NO pain
    just me the snow and the world
    I will forever fall gently like a snow flake and land where ever I want,when ever I want.I'm my own snow flake.
    ARE YOU?
    If not, become your own
    be free, float where ever the chilly wind blows you
    THE CHILL IS A SIGN OF CHANGE AND CHANGE WILL COME AS SOON A YOUR SNOW FLAKE HAS LAND